Bab 298: Tiny progress

Once he expanded the map for the sake of it to cover most of his vision, Timothy made it zoom-in just a little bit more, so he could have a proper peek at the wounds.

And it was fair to say that he was both happy and sad. The wounds didn't seem drastic, thankfully his fin had not been utterly obliterated or pulled out of its socket either; but quite a bit of damage was still there.

This dilemma especially began feeling uncomfortable, once he noticed that the wound was shaped quite like a cracked rock.

Reincarnating into an animal's body was difficult to comprehend on its own. But now he was practically turning into a swimming rock? Just what was this darned fate leading him towards?

This whole life felt just like a bizarre dream that never had an end. He didn't know what his purpose in these seas was, and he most definitely didn't know what tomorrow would represent.